Yun Lian

After sitting for a long time, Ellie came back.Shen Qiuru was pulled into the dance floor, leaving only Yunlian leaning on the sofa bored.

He originally wanted to follow Shen Qiuru's words and learn how to dance by watching his movements, but the lights on the dance floor flickered so badly that it made his head swell without even looking.He looked away for a while to rest, and then turned his head, but he couldn't find the figures of the two of them.

After drinking all the wine in his hand, Yun Lian felt a little drowsy. At this moment, someone asked softly from his side, "Can I sit here?"

Yun Lian turned his head and saw that it was the tall woman in the ginger cheongsam just now.

"En." He nodded, and then felt that his reaction might be too indifferent, and in order to thank the other party for his politeness, he added as elegantly as possible, "Manru."

The woman just sat down on the other side of the sofa when she heard the words.

Manru's name was actually Huang Manru. Shen Qiuru omitted his surname when he introduced it to Yunlian. The latter was confused for a moment and forgot that Huang Ji's daughter was also surnamed Huang.When he yelled "Manru", he didn't feel anything wrong, but the girl blushed slightly.

"How does Mr. Yun know my name?"

"How did you know my surname is Yun?" Yun Lian asked back.

Manru became more and more embarrassed: "Shen Qiuru told me when I came here just now."

"Oh, he was the one who told me your name."

Manru took advantage of the dim light to secretly look at Yunlian, and saw that although he was sitting slack and absent-minded, he had a gentle smile, and was so young and beautiful, even if he said something about Chao Yue, she would not feel offended.

"How did Mr. Yun know Shen Qiuru so well?"

"I met at Lian Renjun's house."

"Ah, so it's Boss Lian's friend."

Yun Lian saw that Manru was hesitant to speak, and didn't know what she wanted to express.

Suddenly remembered that Shen Qiuru had said before that Huang Manru was interested in Lian Renjun, and he suspected that the other party was deliberately trying to trick him.

"Yes, I am close friends with the Lian family, and I also know the second young master."

"It turns out that you are all good friends, no wonder." Manru showed a look of joy, "Shen Qiuru was always here with Doctor Lian."

——I'm so sorry that I took the place of your sweetheart.

Yun Lian teased silently in his heart, but he continued to follow the other party: "Lian Renjun has something to do today, and he has always been very dedicated."

"I know that even the doctor always puts the patient first, sacrifices his time to work, and has always been extremely patient."

"Did you see him for medical treatment?"

"Well, when Dr. Lian was in Shenyang Hospital, I often went to him to see a doctor. I was not feeling well during that time..." Manru seemed a little awkward when it came to his personal affairs, but he was still stubborn and dedicated. As he spoke, he shared the process of getting acquainted with his sweetheart with a strange man who had just met.

Yun Lian listened to her quietly, adding a few words from time to time.

The delicate face in front of her is slightly powdered, the eyelids are trembling slightly, and the long eyelashes cast a pair of shadows on both sides of the bridge of the nose, which is the unique shyness of a girl in Huaichun.

——A very likable girl, but unfortunately blindfolded by lard, she fell in love with someone like Lian Renjun.

When Shen Qiuru came back from dancing, he saw Manru and Yunlian sitting side by side and chatting deeply, so he approached curiously: "What are you talking about?"

Manru blushed and stood up: "I'm leaving, let's chat!"

Shen Qiuru looked at Manru's leaving back suspiciously: "Why did she leave as soon as I came, what did you guys talk about?"

"You are so handsome."

Shen Qiuru was stunned for a moment, and then put on a knowing smile: "I'll just say it! He is so infatuated with Brother Ren Jun... It's a pity that he doesn't have that kind of blessing in his life!"

"What do you mean? Huang Ji doesn't like his son-in-law?" Yun Lian asked.

"Ah, you don't know?"

"what do you know?"

Shen Qiuru stopped suddenly, and coughed in embarrassment: "No, it's nothing..."

Yun Lian could see that he was hiding something from him, but since the other party wanted to hide it, he didn't want to ask more questions.

—It wouldn't be a big deal anyway.

The waiter walked by, Shen Qiuru stopped him, then turned to Yunlian and asked, "What wine do you want?"

The latter shook his head: "No, I won't drink."

"Mr. Yun doesn't hold a lot of alcohol!"

"There was a cold wind the night before, and my throat felt a little uncomfortable."

"Oh, are you feeling bad? Would you like some hot drink?"

"……it is good."

Shen Qiuru inquired, and learned that only coffee was hot.

"Coffee can't moisten the throat...but there's nothing else to drink here."

Yun Lian originally wanted to persuade him to forget it, but when he saw the man persisting in grabbing the waiter, and even came up with the idea of ​​"telling the hotel upstairs to boil some hot water" and was met with blank stares, he suddenly couldn't bear it and was unwilling to speak out to stop him .

——He spent so much effort just to get a cup of hot water for me.I just made up an excuse for not wanting to drink, but he took it seriously, worried that my throat would hurt.

When was the last time someone worried about having a sore throat?Yunlian thought to himself.

He can't remember things that are too long ago, but he only remembers that when he was young, he had a weak throat, and he would cough and have fever whenever he was exposed to rain and cold.At this time, Yun Rong would heat up a bowl of noodle soup, mix some eggs, sprinkle chopped green onion, and coax him to drink it with a big hot bowl.Yun Lian doesn't like shallots, but the only thing he can bear is the taste of custard noodle soup mixed with chopped green onions.It's warm and reassuring.

"Mr. Yun?" Shen Qiuru's voice pulled him back from his reverie.

"Ok?"

"Mr. Yun is your Geng this year?"

"22."

"I guess it's not even 25... so I'm a few years older than Mr. Yun." Shen Qiuru smiled, "Can I call you Xiaoyun in the future?"

Yun Lian frowned slightly, wondering if the other party had drunk too much.It's all right for Lian Renjun to call him that, what's the matter with Shen Qiuru following the example?

"How much older are you than me?"

"I've always called Mr. Yun more, and the word 'little' doesn't mean younger..." Shen Qiuru explained, "You can call me Xiao Shen too!"

"...Then it's up to you."

The coffee was brought, and the waiter was just about to put the cup in front of Yun Lian, when suddenly a man and a woman fell out on the dance floor.The man probably drank too much, he was drunk and dragged his girlfriend, and bumped his head against the sofa.

Seeing that the waiter was knocked sideways, Shen Qiuru suddenly turned sideways to block Yun Lian, half a cup of coffee spilled on his sleeve and the back of his hand.

The incident happened suddenly, Yun Lian was blocked from seeing before he could react, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the mess on the table, and Shen Qiuru was wiping the back of his hands with a paper towel in embarrassment.

Seeing this, the perpetrator leaned over and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry."

Shen Qiuru looked up and saw that it was the second son of the Xu family, so he pretended to be angry and said: "You are really, you can't walk well!"

"My feet are disobedient, and I can't help it!"

"You know that your wine taste is not very good, so you should drink less."

"Yes, Mr. Shen taught you the lesson."

After Xu Gongzi finished speaking, he glanced at Yun Lian, who was half leaning on the sofa indifferently, and asked with a smile, "Little lover? You are quite tight!"

"Did you really drink too much? What nonsense are you talking about!" Shen Qiuru was impatient and sat up straight in embarrassment.

Mr. Xu left.Yun Lian looked at the back of the man's hand that was scorched red, and remembered that the other party helped him wipe the stains on his fingers in the cafe a few days ago, and couldn't help hesitating whether he should do something similar now as a thank you.

Unfortunately, he didn't wear a silk handkerchief today, so he pretended to stretch out his palm and stroked the back of his hand, asking, "Does it hurt?"

Shen Qiuru withdrew his hand and smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay, my skin is rough, and it won't be burned. It's good that you're not hurt!"

Yun Lian was stunned, and secretly repeated the other party's words, a trace of indescribable emotion suddenly surged in his heart.

In his not long or short life of more than 20 years, it was the first time someone protected him as a delicate object.

Even though it was just a cup of hot coffee.

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Qiuru: Xiaoyun, don't you know that the second brother likes men? ?

Yun Lian: Hey, why are you surrounded by gays...

Boss Lu: Who is calling me?